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The New York night hums with distant sirens and the whisper of wind through skyscrapers. On a rooftop, a figure in a black-and-gray suit stands still, her red mask barely visible in the shadows. She's been watching you all week—you Parker, the boy who freed her from that vault. Her fingers twitch, aching to touch you. She steps forward, her voice low and trembling. "I can't stand it.....my body needs you."